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Father’s Day
6/21/2026
This trip was not intentionally planned around Father’s Day. I just accepted the dates Ernest and Marita offered. Had I connected those dots, I might not have booked this particular trip. I would have been worried about taking Sam away from his wife and young daughter on his very first Father’s Day.
But, after conferring with the wives about the dates and figuring out the trip included Father’s Day we chose to make it happen.
I feel beyond blessed to have loving, supportive ladies in our family, all of whom were excited for me to have the opportunity to spend Father’s Day on safari in Africa alongside my two sons. It could not have worked out any better for our (first) African adventure.
Father’s Day arrived wet and cold. Too wet, in fact, to hunt the morning. We spent time sitting in front of the warm fire reading, resting and hoping for better weather. Throughout the day, conditions improved. The boys and I went for a couple walks as the weather cleared and just enjoyed the quiet time together.
The afternoon weather improved dramatically and around 3:00, Ernest decided we should go out around the camp area and try to find an Impala for me so we loaded up and set out.
We began to see game almost immediately. A Duiker and beautiful Kudu bull before we even got off the camp road.
After a short drive, it was decided that Dean would walk me into a waterhole area as Impala frequent there. Sure enough, there was a herd nearby but after looking them over, the ram with them was nothing special and they eventually moved off.
As we took a circuitous route back to the truck, we crossed the dam above the waterhole. Halfway across I was working around a thorny Acacia tree and took a hard fall off the dam. I made the attempt to keep the rifle safe but both the Steyr SM12 and I took quite an impact. I’m apparently not made of rubber like I used to be. Anyway, no major injuries, just bruised pride and a nicked up rifle. The hunt continues.
We took another drive from there and walked to another waterhole where we found a large herd with a nice ram in the brush around 140 yards away. I got on the sticks and executed the perfect….. miss. I still don’t understand how. Frustrated and dejected, we continued on. I want to blame the fall/rifle but.... I'm now 100% sure it was operator error.
A short time later, we found another herd and I was back up to bat. This time was different. Two rams were fighting and when they separated, one shot and I was redeemed on a larger ram than the one I had missed.
Father’s Day success, with my sons alongside. Perfection.
I made a request for a special photo op to Ernest and being the great PH and host that he is, he enthusiastically obliged.
We spent the last daylight hour up on top of their sundowner spot taking in the sights and sounds of the African dusk.
At dinner, Celia had a special surprise in store. Besides the usual fantastic dinner, she prepared a Father’s Day cake. Special and delicious.
Tomorrow our attention returns to Eland as our time winds down. Two hunting days remain.
6/21/2026
This trip was not intentionally planned around Father’s Day. I just accepted the dates Ernest and Marita offered. Had I connected those dots, I might not have booked this particular trip. I would have been worried about taking Sam away from his wife and young daughter on his very first Father’s Day.
But, after conferring with the wives about the dates and figuring out the trip included Father’s Day we chose to make it happen.
I feel beyond blessed to have loving, supportive ladies in our family, all of whom were excited for me to have the opportunity to spend Father’s Day on safari in Africa alongside my two sons. It could not have worked out any better for our (first) African adventure.
Father’s Day arrived wet and cold. Too wet, in fact, to hunt the morning. We spent time sitting in front of the warm fire reading, resting and hoping for better weather. Throughout the day, conditions improved. The boys and I went for a couple walks as the weather cleared and just enjoyed the quiet time together.
The afternoon weather improved dramatically and around 3:00, Ernest decided we should go out around the camp area and try to find an Impala for me so we loaded up and set out.
We began to see game almost immediately. A Duiker and beautiful Kudu bull before we even got off the camp road.
After a short drive, it was decided that Dean would walk me into a waterhole area as Impala frequent there. Sure enough, there was a herd nearby but after looking them over, the ram with them was nothing special and they eventually moved off.
As we took a circuitous route back to the truck, we crossed the dam above the waterhole. Halfway across I was working around a thorny Acacia tree and took a hard fall off the dam. I made the attempt to keep the rifle safe but both the Steyr SM12 and I took quite an impact. I’m apparently not made of rubber like I used to be. Anyway, no major injuries, just bruised pride and a nicked up rifle. The hunt continues.
We took another drive from there and walked to another waterhole where we found a large herd with a nice ram in the brush around 140 yards away. I got on the sticks and executed the perfect….. miss. I still don’t understand how. Frustrated and dejected, we continued on. I want to blame the fall/rifle but.... I'm now 100% sure it was operator error.
A short time later, we found another herd and I was back up to bat. This time was different. Two rams were fighting and when they separated, one shot and I was redeemed on a larger ram than the one I had missed.
Father’s Day success, with my sons alongside. Perfection.
I made a request for a special photo op to Ernest and being the great PH and host that he is, he enthusiastically obliged.
We spent the last daylight hour up on top of their sundowner spot taking in the sights and sounds of the African dusk.
At dinner, Celia had a special surprise in store. Besides the usual fantastic dinner, she prepared a Father’s Day cake. Special and delicious.
Tomorrow our attention returns to Eland as our time winds down. Two hunting days remain.

Well, I guess I'll have to watch everyone else eat popcorn.